Another day....but better

They drained the ascites (fluid build up) in Carol's abdomen today. Got about a liter and a half, so that had to give her some relief.
Colonoscopy and endoscopy scheduled for tomorrow, if they can get her in. If that comes up clean, she will get first chemo treatment Saturday and come home Sunday.

I have been a nervous wreck the last week or so because of the brain scan they did on the 19th. I hadn't heard a word on the results of that scan, and when I've asked, no one ever seemed to get back to me. So, being human, I have just imagined that what they found was bad news and they didn't want to alarm me. You can't not think about it....not possible. So, I cornered her chemo doctor today and found out the scan was negative. Great news! She probably could have added a few years to my life had she told me that a week ago!

So, today was good in that we do have a road forward now and can get going on the chemo. The chemo doc said it could likely extend her life two to five years. There is no cure for it now, but who knows what will happen in the next two to five years? I know there's no guarantees when it comes to cancer.

I've been really depressed the last week or so. WHo wouldn't be? But today's news was a lift....and hope. Isn't that really what we all want.......hope?

Without going into great detail, today was the best day we've had since this began, and it will be so great just to get her home again.
And I know just getting to caress Jack, our fat black lab, will do wonders for Carol's morale. Last week while she was just laying on the sofa all day, ole Jack was right there by her side. And our cat stayed perched on the top of the sofa. They knew she wasn't doing well. Seeing them again will be a lift.